Master Grim Reaper Makes His Debut in Center Position

Qu Dehui sent a Weibo to imply that he would go to hell, and fans were worried, but netizens felt that this was a bit unreasonable.

[@一个小鹿鹿: I remember that the rooms in the apartment are very close together. Whether it’s a human or a ghost, if someone really knocks on the door, it’s definitely not just Qu Dehui who hears it.Could it be that the ghost is still targeted to bother, it feels a bit too unreasonable. 】

[@草长鹰飞春来: I thought I was the only one who insisted on materialism.Really, to the extent that knocking on the door in the middle of the night can wake someone up, someone else must have heard it.Is it possible to have hallucinations due to too much pressure? It's not black, it's just a matter of fact. 】

【@液甜pineapple rice: I didn't say that, I always feel like it's heating up.It seems that no matter what program Qu Dehui participates in, something will happen, and then fans will tear up the program group.It was not the same when I participated in "Let's Go Traveling" last time, it was obviously a small matter, and I had to post on Weibo to complain, which made all the artists in the same industry be scolded emmmmm]

Qu Dehui is considered to be a top-notch player in the music scene, but his achievements are basically those of his predecessors.

Singers have emerged in an endless stream over the years. For Qu Dehui, who hasn't had a new masterpiece for a long time, the fans are basically old fans.Except for those who comment on him regularly, most of the other comments are people who eat melons, so everyone naturally has different voices.

Qu Dehui originally wanted to abuse his fans on the Internet, but he didn't expect that the fans didn't abuse him much, and he was abused by netizens in the end.

People refuted him saying that it is impossible to hell and he is not easy to express his opinion, otherwise it would be like blatantly promoting feudal superstition, which is completely inconsistent with his personality.

The agent called and said that he shouldn't have posted on Weibo without a license in the first place.

"Aren't I the living proof?" Qu Dehui was furious, feeling that his anger was rising.It's fine if people on the Internet don't believe him, even the manager's attitude is like this, which is simply challenging his patience.

"No, brother Hui, I said this for your own good. Is it possible that you have been under too much pressure recently, or that you won't smoke again?"

"You suck. I haven't touched it for a long time. It's definitely not a hallucination, okay?" Qu Dehui hung up the phone angrily, punched the wall with his fist, and cursed secretly twice in pain.

"Oh my god, isn't it?" Tao Yingbo originally wanted to follow him to see how he reacted, but he didn't expect to hear such explosive news.

He glanced at Qu Dehui, only to feel that he looked a little embarrassed now.

"Forget it, I still have to record a show today, so I won't hit your head for now."

Tao Yingbo couldn't hide the secret, so he left here immediately, and ran to tell Lu Xu and Ji Xiunian about it.

There are many temptations and pressures in the circle, and there are not a few artists who go astray in a single thought.

Lu Xu didn't mean it, but just said to him: "Xiaobai has already sent over the investigation results, Qu Dehui's more popular songs are basically written by others, and they are absolutely perfect."

Perhaps because the first album tasted the sweetness of the talent label, Qu Dehui's team began to package the personality of the singer-songwriter.

On the surface, it is said that Qu Dehui wrote all the songs, but in fact, they bought them from others with money and pretended to be their own.Different singers have different styles, and the quality of writing is also different, which is why the quality of Qu Dehui's subsequent albums fluctuates.

Tao Yingbo never thought that this person could be so despicable.

"It's too shameless to take other people's works as your own." Thinking of something, Tao Yingbo felt a little melancholy, "But a person like him should have a strong ability to bear it in his heart. When he feels it, he must not will admit..."

"Hmm." Lu Xu nodded, "So it's up to you to give him a strong medicine."

"I'm coming?" Tao Yingbo didn't know why, and his face was a little dazed.

Lu Xu hooked his hands together and whispered a few words.

Tao Yingbo nodded while listening, and suddenly became a little excited.

The time in the morning passed in a flash, and Fan Zeng didn't start today's recording until the afternoon.

When they got the song written by Tao Yingbo, the other members of Lu Xu's team were all very excited.

"Did Teacher Tao really write this arrangement in one night? It's amazing, a fairy writes a song."

"I didn't say that. Brother Xu's lyrics and Teacher Tao's music are the best in the world. I feel that we will be the most beautiful boys on the performance stage."

Gu Wen'an also thinks that Tao Yingbo's composition is very good. It contains a variety of music elements, but it doesn't make people feel redundant.

"Mr. Tao's level is really high, and I feel that he has already reached the top level. I don't know why, but it seems to be a bit similar to the style of Mr. Qu's first album. Anyway, it just sounds good."

Every successful creator basically has his own unique style. Even if the two songs do not have a beat, you can know that the two songs have a strong personal style when you hear the style of the music.

Gu Wen'an also composes himself, so he is more sensitive to things like genre.

In fact, the only album he thinks is a classic is Qu Dehui's first album. At that time, he was still wondering how could there be such a talented person in the world.However, after the first album reached the top, Qu Dehui never wrote an album comparable to it.

The following songs always feel that they are not at his level, fluctuating high and low, and some people even say that he is buying songs...

Gu Wen'an didn't mean anything else when he said this, but subconsciously sighed after listening to Tao Yingbo's music.

Lu Xu laughed beside him, and said following his words: "What a coincidence, I think so too."

The more Gu Wen'an listened to it, the more he liked it, so he couldn't help asking Ji Xiunian: "Xiu Nian, can you help me ask Mr. Tao if he has any intention of collaborating? I'm currently preparing a new album, and if possible, I really want to invite him to collaborate. "

"Wow!" Tao Yingbo nodded frantically, wanting to work with Gu Wen'an very much.But he is a ghost, no matter how excited he is, others can't see it at all.

Thinking of this, Tao Yingbo felt a little lost again.

Ji Xiunian looked at it and couldn't tell what it was like, but he couldn't help promise, he just said to Gu Wen'an: "Wait for me to help you and ask him."

"Okay!"

After chatting for a few words, they started busy rehearsing, and the second performance was only a few days away.With such a good song, the team members are all struggling to perform well on stage.

Qu Dehui was absent-minded all day long, always wondering if he really saw a ghost.

In fact, what the netizen said is also reasonable, the knock on the door is so loud in the middle of the night, it should be heard by others around.

Shen Chengyu lived next to him, and today he asked carefully, but the other party swore that he didn't hear it.The less that person looked like a liar, the more disturbed Qu Dehui felt.

Even the vocal part of the coaching contestants has been out of shape, and Yu Manman almost supported the whole game by himself.

Even the little assistant who didn't know much about music couldn't help muttering: "Brother Fan, do you think it's really right for us to hire this person?"

At the beginning, the program group was aimed at Qu Dehui's personal talent. He thought that he could guide the vocal music of the trainees even if he was not in the singing group.But who would have thought that his comments are often not on point, and he doesn't look like a top-notch singer-songwriter at all.

"It's already like this, if it doesn't work, just cut it." Fan Zeng didn't expect it to be like this, so he couldn't help but sighed.

Fortunately, Yu Manman is reliable, otherwise it would be really troublesome.

At this time, Qu Dehui didn't know that his shots were going to be compressed, but he was full of doubts and wondered whether he should find a master who understood this to take a look.

When he passed by the dance studio, Lu Xu and the others happened to be practicing a new song.

The familiar style of music hit Qu Dehui's heart directly, making him lose his mind for a moment.

This feeling is really too much like his first album that was conferred as a god, he can get to today thanks to that album.The more others praise him, the less he likes this album. The person who actually created this album is dead, but the trouble is left to him.

Qu Dehui couldn't help but wondered if he would be able to maintain a consistent standard if the person surnamed Tao was still alive.

There are too many people who bought songs by him, only that person ran and jumped off the building, completely ignorant of flattery.

That man's death had no effect on him, no one would care what a little man had said, no one would even know about him.

He can only quietly disappear into this world uselessly, but he can gain both fame and fortune, this is fate.

Qu Dehui has always thought so for so many years.He has money and resources, isn't it normal to spend money to pack himself?

It's just that when Qu Dehui heard this style of music at first, he couldn't help but think of that person.

Like, really like it.

I don't know if he is too concerned about this matter, but Qu Dehui is deeply familiar with Tao Yingbo's personal style.

"Impossible, he's already dead."

Although he tried his best to build himself up, Qu Dehui still pushed open the door of the practice room unconsciously.

Seeing him coming in, Ji Xiunian's eyes darkened a bit: "Teacher Qu, what do you think of Lu Xu's song?"

"It's pretty good." Qu Dehui was a little absent-minded, and then couldn't help but chase after Ji Xiunian and asked, "Which contestant wrote this song, it couldn't be Lu Xu, could it?"

"The lyrics are written by Lu Xu, but the music is not."

"Who is the composer?" Qu Dehui's tone was full of eagerness, which he didn't even notice.

Ji Xiunian lowered his head and smiled, then said in a flat tone, "It's Teacher Tao."

"Teacher Tao?" Qu Dehui was inexplicably startled by this surname, and his tone of voice inevitably increased by two degrees.When I came back to my senses, I found that everyone was looking at this side, waving their hands in embarrassment.He knew before that the program group hired an unknown composer to be the tutor of the singing and composition group. He didn't think there was anything wrong at the time, but after listening to this style of music, he always felt a little guilty.

Qu Dehui managed to calm himself down, and then continued to ask Ji Xiunian, "Mr. Tao, why doesn't he like to show his face?"

"Personal personality." He wanted to know more, but Ji Xiunian didn't mean to say more.

Qu Dehui didn't want to be found out about his abnormality, so he could only forcefully smile and stood next to Ji Xiunian to watch the performance.

I have to say that Mr. Tao's composition is really excellent, even if he is thinking about something in his heart, he still thinks this song is good.

But listening to Qu Dehui, I feel that the lyrics are not right——

"The vile thief, the crown of vanity turned into the blade of judgment..."

Perhaps because of guilty conscience, Qu Dehui always felt that Lu Xu and the others were singing about himself.Once I have this idea, the more I listen to it, the more I feel that the whole song seems to be sung for him.

The so-called despicable thief, does it mean that he used that person's song?

"Teacher Qu, you don't look very well. Is there something wrong?" Ji Xiunian's sudden concern made Qu Dehui feel even worse.

He shook his head and said he was fine, and then left the dance studio on the pretext of being tired.

Ji Xiunian turned his head to look at Lu Xu, the two exchanged glances, and unconsciously smiled together.

The seeds of doubt have been planted, as long as the fire is added at the right time, there will be a prairie fire.

At night, Qu Dehui lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

The opened bottles of red wine and whiskey were littered and discarded in the room, and it looked like he drank a lot.

It is said that drinking should not be done when recording a program, but he can't help but think wildly, and subconsciously wants to use alcohol to numb himself.

It's just something on my mind, obviously already top-heavy, but I still can't fall asleep.

Before, someone would knock on the door every three o'clock in the morning, which made him always wait for this time.

"I'm not lying, someone is really knocking on the door." Qu Dehui became angrier as he thought about it, and sat up from the bed.No one believed that someone harassed him and made him look like a liar.

Seeing that it was three o'clock soon, Qu Dehui couldn't help clicking on Weibo and parachuting into the fan base.

There are not a few champions who stay up all night, and they are very excited to see him empty-handed, and they keep expressing their love.

【Ah, capture a Hui brother! 】

【Ah, am I dreaming?Actually waited for the male god in the middle of the night]

【Brother Hui, why aren't you sleeping? Is that pervert knocking on the door again? 】

……

Qu Dehui felt depressed when he saw the word "knock on the door", and replied with red eyes——

[I'm not lying, someone knocks on the door every morning.It's almost three o'clock now, so I'll broadcast a live broadcast to prove it to you guys, okay? 】

Knowing that he is going to start a live broadcast, the fans naturally support——

[Although it's a bit scary, but brother Hui, please drive, we will accompany you]

[Open, open, I want to see what kind of ghost dares to bully my male god, I will scold him until he wants to die again]

Alcohol makes people impulsive. Seeing that the fans are supporting him, Qu Dehui clicked the live broadcast in a flash of his brain.He adjusted the angle of view to the rear, and then held his mobile phone to the door, quietly waiting for the arrival of three o'clock.